Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

Under the orange sky, the desert was covered with a layer of golden light.

It's around 05:30pm, less than half an hour before dark.

Mo Qing licked his chapped lips with the remaining saliva of his tongue, and wrapped his head with a long black cloth to resist the fierce ultraviolet radiation.

When walking in the desert, it is best to wear clothing that is breathable and can cover the whole body.

Otherwise, the exposure to ultraviolet light alone is enough to cause sunburn.

After walking for nearly a night last night, even though they rested for another day in the middle, the two of them still felt that their legs were injected with lead.

It was heavy.

As for the walk last night, Mo Qingyu estimated that he had walked less than [-] kilometers at most.

And the last thirty kilometers.

If they could carry more fresh water, even if they could only last for another day, the two of them would have great hopes of escaping.

However, only the last bottle and a half of potable water remained.

Mo Qing walked forward slowly, squinting his eyes and looking at the unreachable distance.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, as if he saw something.

Mo Qing wiped his eyes, "There seems to be a series of footprints there."

"Footprints?" Han Ling followed his gaze, "Is it human footprints?"

"No, it seems to be some kind of animal!"

Han Ling thought of the pack of wolves he met last night.

With the current situation of the two of them, if they encounter a pack of wolves again, they will only become food for the pack of animals.

The speed on Mo Qing's feet couldn't help but speed up a bit.

The footprints in the field of vision gradually become clear.

Those were not the footprints of a wolf, but the hooves of some kind of animal.

"It's a camel!" Mo Qing shouted excitedly.

Camels are also known as the boat of the desert, and their body structure is born for the desert.

In the long ancient times, caravans walking in the desert would be tied to camels with bells, and the camel bells would be long.

With camels, they can walk out of this desert with less effort.

And if the camel still has its owner, maybe you can find the residents living here.

The two walked forward along the footprints, and finally, before dark, they saw the handsome camel.

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It will be dark.

Zhang Yiming looked at the rapidly flashing scenery outside, they were going to leave the desert now and return to the village.

According to the weather forecast, there will be another sandstorm in the desert tonight, and it is not safe to stay here.

Can only go back the same way.

After nearly a day of searching, they found no trace of Mo Qing.

As Zhang Cheng said, the northeast direction is too wide, even if they searched separately with five cars, they didn't find any traces.

"Old Mo, where are you people?!"

Zhang Cheng glanced at Zhang Yiming, who was secretly sad in the back row, and sighed slightly.

People who lost their way in the desert had very little chance of survival, and now they have to encounter another sandstorm.

He wondered if Mo Qing and Han Ling could survive the night.

Zhang Cheng took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to the captain of the rescue team who was driving, and begged, "Can you search for a little longer? Maybe you will find it?"

The captain of the rescue team shook his head, "Mr. Zhang, it's not that we don't want to look for it, it's because of the situation. I hope you can understand."

"Really not?"

"no!"

Zhang Cheng stopped talking.

Just at this time, the intercom on the car rang: "Captain, just now I received a message from the boss that a friend of his camel was lost.

Let's drop by on the way back and see if we find anything, it's a beautiful camel"

The captain picked up the walkie-talkie and cursed: "That idiot, the sandstorm is coming, and we need to find the camel and let him go!"

"Sure?"

Seemingly feeling so inappropriate, the captain said again: "Tell him, we will pay attention."

"Ok"

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The long camel bells sounded in the open desert, and the crisp sound was in harmony with the whistling wind.

Mo Qing and Han Ling were riding on this handsome camel, and there was a long-lost smile on their faces

This camel seems to be bred by someone. When I met two people, I got very close and let them ride on me.
With camels, the next journey will be much easier.

The speed of a camel walking in the desert is definitely not fast, but its endurance is definitely the strongest in the desert.

A camel can survive for 2 weeks without water and up to a month without food.

It is recorded that a camel can carry a load of up to 180 kilograms and travel for four days.

This is absolutely horrible data.

There is a large amount of colloidal fat stored in its hump, which can ensure its sufficient physical strength, and its body can also store water so that it will not be evaporated by the high temperature in the desert.

The most important point is that the camel recognizes the way. In the vast desert, even people can't tell the difference between the south, the east and the north. It can lead people out of the desert along the way home.

I don't know how this artificially raised camel came to the desert, but for Mo Qing, this is hope, the hope of leaving alive.

The time came to six o'clock in the evening.

Just like yesterday, the sun sank into the horizon, and the sky without a cloud was glowing with purple and blue light.

It is dreamlike and beautiful.

Travelers can finally take a breather and appreciate this rare beauty.

The temperature at this moment is the most suitable, and the wind is neither hot in the daytime nor cold in the middle of the night.

Blowing on the body, there is a coolness and a trace of the heat of the day.

Very comfortable.

"huhuhuhu"

I don't know how far or how long I walked.

The temperature drops faster and faster.

Even with the thick clothes on, I can still feel the coldness.

Han Ling sat at the back, hugging Mo Qing's waist tightly.

The two leaned on each other for warmth.

Han Ling shivered: "Why is it so cold tonight?"

"More than that, the wind is also strong"

"woooooo"

The wind in my ear was getting louder and louder, like countless people were crying and screaming.

The stars in the sky were dimmed, the surroundings were pitch black, and visibility was extremely low.

Can't see five fingers.

Mo Qing realized something was wrong. In his memory, the last time the wind was so strong was when the sandstorm came.

At the same time, the speed of the camel under him was getting faster and faster, as if he had noticed the approaching danger.

It was too dark around, Mo Qing didn't know the specific situation, he looked a little nervous.

If he encounters a sandstorm again, he will not have a Wrangler to protect him, and he may be blown away by the violent wind.

In the face of nature, human beings are powerless.

The wind blows the sand, and the sand is dancing wildly.

If the two want to talk at this moment, they have to yell into each other's ears to barely hear clearly.

Mo Qing no longer doubted that this was a sandstorm.

A few days ago, that terrifying sandstorm came to his mind again.

You must find a place to hide quickly.

But how to find it?
The sandstorm reduced visibility, and he couldn't even see the surrounding terrain clearly, and he couldn't find a place to hide.

Are you going to die in this sandstorm tonight?